The Scarlet Eye

"Clank!"

A thunderous clank sounded.

Wu Dao's chilling smile suddenly stiffened. In the next moment, his smile was replaced by shock and consternation.

He felt a strong force that he had never experienced before pushing him upwards. The saber in his hand was instantly tossed aside in the air. The horrible force landed on his arms and crushed them inch by inch. Then, it spread to his insides.

"Splat!"

A stream of blood squirted out from his mouth. His body was thrown backward like a kite with its string cut off. His aura began to thin.

"He's still alive?" Jian Wushuang was slightly taken aback.

His attack was no less powerful than the one he'd launched at the white-haired elder. The elder had been at Step One of the Eternal Realm, but he had been unable to avoid being seriously injured. Wu Dao was way below Step One of the Eternal Realm. Normally, this attack should be more than enough to kill him.